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April 28, 2008

She fell asleep without even realizing she was gone. It was always that way, things of critical importance slipping past her. Instead, she noticed the details–the lyrics to the song on the stereo, the sound of the car door locks sliding into place, the way he touched her upper arm to see if she was cold.

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